She had allowed her own brother to fuck her, to cum inside her mouth and pussy. She had almost scrubbed herself raw, trying to wash away the filth she...felt inside. It didn't help. She glanced at the clock and sighed. She had only five minutes left. After seeing what Mark was capable of, she didn't want to risk any of his wrath by being late. After drying herself, she pulled back on the sleazy French-maid outfit and brushed out her hair. She slowly opened the door and looked out. Mark was not in. When I looked at him, he pointed towards his watch then nodded at the phone. He was telling me my time was up. ‘Listen Amy, I have to go now. Take care of John for me and I tell him I love him.’ ‘I will.’ I heard her say before the phone went dead. I slowly hung up the receiver then turned to the officer next to me. He grabbed my arm in a surprisingly gentle grip, and then led me down the hall to a locked door. Opening the door, he led me through it. On each side of the room were cells. Several. " Tish asked, "have you ever fantasized about fucking me?" I say "Yes, I've fantasized about fucking you" There was an immediate change in the atmosphere of the room after my truth was revealed. I think we all knew that from this moment on, that things were about to be taken up a notch. Next up was my son Marcus. "Bree, truth or dare? Bree says "dare" I could feel the anxious tension in the room, as we awaited Marcus' response. "Okay, I dare you to show us your tits" We all sat patiently and. She offered her neck up to me willingly as she was enjoying this as much as I was. By this time I could feel her body temperature rising, as was mine. She began to return the favor and nibbled on my neckline. This felt real good and made me shiver with anticipation. Her hands began to unbutton my shirt as she slipped her hand inside and rubbed across my chest and nipples. By this time my hands were under her blouse and holding and massaging her back. "Wait", she exclaimed, "I'll be right back",.